一个没有根而终身漂流在海上的男人，独特的价值观与人生观使得他处在一个独立的世界里。他与这个社会只有一段很短的距离----一块甲板；他与这个社会有一段很长的距离---一个世界！
1900选择了一种听从他内心的生活方式，一种有始有终的人生。
令他回到船上的原因不是他眼前所看到的世界，而是他看不到的世界。眼前的世界，成千上万的街道，他看不到尽头，他找不到适合他的位置，不知如何选择哪条街道。对他来说，这种恐惧甚至超过了死亡的恐惧。在艘船上，每次航行都容纳两千人，还承载着人们的愿望，他遇到形形色色的人，听到很多奇闻怪事，邂逅了他一生最爱的女人，他演奏出了自己的快乐。这艘船就是他的世界，他生在船上，死在船上，他的世界是一个有始有终的世界。 陆地对他来说是一个膄太大的船，是一个过于美丽的女人，太过浓烈的香水，太长的旅程，是他不会弹奏的曲子，他不要这么贪心的活着，不为自己的和别人的无限的欲望所奴役，他不为任何人存在，不承载这个世界的重压而存在，他只想忠于自己的灵魂，(即使面对死亡，他还是保持那颗幽默和乐观的心态，死亡就像敲下最后的一个琴键那样的完美。)1900曾想要踏上陆地，想在那片陌生的地方寻找自己的爱情婚姻事业生活。但当他提着行李走下舷梯的一半时，只见那远处纽约城的摩天大厦鳞次栉比，烟雾缭绕中一眼望不到边际。他迷惘了，最终还是回到了船上。正如1900自己所说的：
“城市那么大，看不到尽头，在哪里？我能看到吗？就连街道都已经数不清了，找一个女人，盖一间房子，买一块地，开辟一道风景，然后一起走向死路。太多的选择，太复杂的判断了，难道你不怕精神崩溃吗？陆地，太大了，他像一艘大船，一个女人，一条长长的航线，我宁可舍弃自己的生命，也不愿意在一个找不到尽头的世界生活，反正，这个世界现在没人知道我。我之所以走到一半停下来，不是因为我所能见，而是我所不见……”。
命运注定了他的一生也离不开海，离不开那条船。于是，他将头上帽子摘下，非常潇洒地奋力掷到海中，非常潇洒地转身，步履坚定、面带灿烂释然的笑容朝船上走回去——这才是全片中给我留下最深印象的镜头——我想他是在向陆地致意，也是在向陆地永诀，从那一刻起，他的心里就清楚地明白，自己是永远也不会离开大海了，他没有这个力量，即使是为了美好的爱情，一度让他沉迷其中的爱情。而让他不会离开海的，只能是这艘船，还有船上的那架钢琴。
片中多次出现这样的镜头：一大群三等舱的人聚集在船头，举目四顾，突然有个声音高喊：“America！”，所有的人都寻声望去，所有的人都齐声呼喊“America！”。在这里美国也许正象征着诱惑，这么多人，背井离乡，轰轰烈烈的寻找自己的未来。也许会万劫不复，但是依旧义无返顾。相对于1900甘于在船上度过一生形成鲜明的对比。我想导演是想展现这样一个1900：钢琴只有88个琴键，所以能为人所弹奏，而且能弹奏出无限的音乐，而陆地对1900来说——“它太大了，我无法演奏，只有上帝才能演奏”。虽然他所在的那座海上浮城空间是有限的，但他在88个琴键上营造出的音乐世界是无限的。他凭着他对音乐的挚爱可以在那个无止境的国度里自由地翱翔。而他在陆地这架大钢琴上却不能掌控自己的命运，把握自己的未来。(他只可能在那个他自己认为是无限的陆地世界中过着有限的生活，在有限的生活中一步步走向穷途末路。) 世界大战来临前，麦克斯离开了这条船。踏上陆地，麦克斯回头望去，看到1900的在舷窗内望着他，而这扇窗，联结了他与陆地，从小时候，他还是个天真的男孩，就只是从这窗子眺望着不远处的陆地。
战争结束后，麦克斯回到当初离开的城市，知道那条船战时被当作临时医院，现在就要被炸掉了。尽管爆破的人们找不到船上还有人的迹象，但麦克斯知道1900不会离开那条船。麦克斯不顾工作人员的劝阻和武力相逼，疯狂地在已变成一片废墟的船上搜寻着。最后，他从收购旧乐器店老板那里要回了钢琴师当初灌制的那唯一的一张唱片，在废船上的各个角落里播放着。终于，乐声唤来了1900，他们谈了很多。他告诉麦克斯，自己当年在舷梯上究竟看到了什么，以至于在奔向爱情、奔向新生的路上半途而废。
于是，从多年前一见面就试图劝说钢琴师离开海的麦克斯，这次被他终于说服了，两人流泪、含笑拥抱告别。
海面上，寂静中，1900伸出修长的双手，凭空在已不存在的钢琴上演奏着，他带着那洞察一切、又从不在乎一切的微笑，向上空望了一眼，火光和爆炸声中，维吉尼亚号成为了灰烬……
所以，你可以说，海上钢琴师从来就没有存在过；你也可以质疑，他为什么不能到陆地上继续弹琴，但是，他是一个海上钢琴师，他爱的，只是那架海上的钢琴。那是他的人生，他的宿命，他唯一能有的选择。
有一种人，他们永远也不是生活在这个世界上的
1900代表的不是一个个体的人，而是一种人们向往的精神境界。
还记得他决定下船的时候站在悬梯的中间，其实就是在描述一种现代人的心理，崇尚纯净的精神世界但又向往灯红酒绿的花花世界。最后1900看着烟雾弥漫的城市，看着那无数的街道，还是选择了那块净土。也许就像提问的兄台都替他惋惜，其实在电影里面道出了一个道理，故事不是将给别人听的，故事只属于故事里面的人，因为只有里面的人才可以真正理解故事里面的人，当我们看到这个故事时我们只是叹息和伤感，就像故事里说的“有谁知道1900在想些什么？”
1900只为他要为的东西活着。音乐只是一种表达方式，大海是他的归属，所以他选择了大海，选择了那个不会污染音乐的地方！
悲剧或者正剧是后人的评价,但对于故事里的人，如同1900的乐观,这是最好的结局! 从表面上来看似乎是场悲剧,麦士的眼泪似乎更印证了这是场悲剧.但是从1900的内心来讲他选择了他自己喜欢的生活方式,试想你就算活着但是生活在一个自己厌恶的世界你会快乐吗? 看故事的人总是用自己的价值观和人生观去评价故事里的人,麦士也试图改变1900但后来在无形当中却被1900改变.Leggenda del pianista sull\'oceano,la
Take a piano.The keys begin, the keys end.You know there are eighty eight of them, nobody can tell you any different.They are not infinite.You are infinite.And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite.I like that.That I can live by.
What I didn\'t see.In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end.There was no end.What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end.The end of the world...
You get me up on that gangway and you\'re rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end.That they never end.That keyboard is infinite.And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play.You\'re sitting on the wrong bench.That\'s God\'s piano.
How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die...
I was born on this ship, and the world paed me by, but two thousand people at a time.And there were wishes here, but never more than fit between prow and stern.You played out your happine, but on a piano that was not infinite.I learned to live that way.
一生与弗吉尼亚号相伴，生于斯,长于斯,死于斯，从未踏上过陆地,即使为了爱情曾尝试过。
没有出生证明,没有户籍身份,说其未曾存在也不为过.
纯洁的心灵和音乐如此的贴近.尘世的浮华,伪装与面具在流动的音乐面前不堪一击.
他的一生,对欲望不以为意,却拥有纯粹的追求;与爱情擦肩而过,却理解更为深刻的美丽，伸手触摸琴键,将人的一生在乐声中灵性的写意出来.在他的眼里,每个人都是一段乐章.
我不认为这是悲剧,即便会流泪。那何尝不是幸福，能够在一生中追求他所追求的
偌大的城市，你就是无法看见尽头。 当时，我站在舷梯向外看还好。
穿着你的大衣，感觉也很棒，觉得自己前途无量，然后我就要下船去。 放心！完全没问题！
可是，阻止了我的脚步的，
并不是我看见的东西，而是我无法看见的那些东西。 你明白吗？我看不见的那些。
拿钢琴来说，键盘有始亦有终。
你确切地知道88个键就在那儿，错不了。 它们并不是无限的，而你，才是无限的。 你能在键盘上表现的音乐是无限的。
有限的琴键，无限的快乐，这就是我的生活。 我喜欢这样，我能轻松应付。
而你现在让我走过跳板，走到城市里，
那乱糟糟的城市，什么都不缺，就是没有尽头！
等着我的是一个没有尽头的键盘。
Max ！它们没有尽头。 那键盘是无限延伸的。 然而如果琴键是无限的，
在那架琴上就没有你能弹奏的音乐， 你坐错了地方， 那是上帝的钢琴！
你看到那数不清的街道吗？ 如何只选择其中一条去走？
一个共度一生的女人，一幢属于自己的屋子，一种生与死的方式…… 你甚至不知道什么时候才是尽头。
一想到这个，难道不会害怕、会崩溃吗？
我在这艘船上出生。
世事千变万化，然这艘船每次只载2000人。 这里有着希望，但仅在船头和船尾之间。 你可以在有限的钢琴上奏出你的欢欣快乐。
我习惯了这样的生活。
陆地？
陆地对我来说是一艘太大的船，
太漂亮的女人，太长的旅程，太浓烈的香水，无从着手的音乐。 我永远无法走下这艘船，
这样的话，我宁可舍弃我的生命。
毕竟，我从来没有为任何人存在过，不是么？
You give me a keyboard with millions of billions of keys that never end, that\'s the truth, they never end.The keyboard is infinite, and on that keyboard there\'s no music you can make.
All that city.You just couldn’t see the end to it.The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway.And I was grand too, in my overcoat.I cut quite a figure.And I was getting off.Guaranteed.There was no problem.It wasn’t what I saw that stopped me, Max.It was what I didn’t see.You understand that? What I didn’t see.In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end.There was no end.What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end.The end of the world...
Take a piano.The keys begin, the keys end.You know there are eighty-eight of them, nobody can tell you any different.They are not infinite.You are infinite.And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite.I like that.That I can live by.
You get me up on that gangway and you’re rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end, and that’s the truth, Max.That they never end.That keyboard is infinite.And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play.You’re sitting on the wrong bench.That’s God’s piano.
Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets… There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there? How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die...
All that world is weighing down on me, you don’t even know where it comes to an end, and aren’t you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it?
I was born on this ship, and the world paed me by, but two thousand people at a time.And there were wishes here, but never more than fit between prow and stern.You played out your happine, but on a piano that was not infinite.I learned to live that way.
Land? Land is a ship too big for me.It’s a woman too beautiful; it’s a voyage too long, a perfume too strong.It’s a music I don’t know how to make.I could never get off this ship.At best, I can step off my life.After all, I don’t exist for anyone.You’re an exception, Max, you’re the only one who knows I’m here.You’re a minority, and you better get used to it.Forgive me, my friend, but I’m not getting off.
This is the way the world ends.Not with a bang but a whimper.He\'s a man so brave, that he can play the imaginary piano when exploded with the ship he was born, lived and died in.Yet he\'s a man so scared, that he cannot face the infinite city life we are living everyday.He\'s a man so intelligent, that he can play the piano as if he has four arms (or I\'d rather say, he has God\'s arms).Yet he\'s a man so stupid, that he chose to gone with the wind while he\'s other choice could be marrying a beautiful woman and having a child.He\'s a man so perceptive, that he could use his music language to describe exactly others\' feelings.Yet he\'s a man so insensitive that he\'d rather disappear after a gentle ki on his beloved while she\'s asleep than unburden himself and tell her \"ILU\".
But one thing is for sure: this man is a real artist--pianist.Only a man like him can dance with the piano in a terrifying storm.Only a man like him can give up the first two bouts of a duel, and beat the competitor entirely, convincingly, potently in the last bout.Only a man like him...can have such a beautiful story to tell...
This man is Danny Boodmann T.D.Lemon Nineteen Hundred, who is also known as simply \"1900\".A man never existed.He has never set foot on land in his entire life.No ID.No paport.No Visa.No parents.No birthday.Nothing in the world belongs to him except his music.
So he played.For the first cla guests.For the third cla members.For the girl at the window.For the darkne of the night.For the heartbeat of his own.For the sea-- his eternal home.
He had once wanted to get off the ship.To meet his girl and to hear the voice of the sea, as he always wanted to.He hugged friends goodbye and waved and went down.But his pace became slower and slower, and finally stopped.As he described at the end of the movie:
\"Nineteen Hundred: All that city.You just couldn\'t see the end to it.The end? Please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway.And I was grand too, in my overcoat.I cut quite a figure.And I was getting off.Guaranteed.There was no problem.It wasn\'t what I saw that stopped me, Max.It was what I didn\'t see.You understand that? What I didn\'t see.In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end.There was no end.What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end.The end of the world...Take a piano.The keys begin, the keys end.You know there are eighty-eight of them, nobody can tell you any different.They are not infinite.You are infinite.And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite.I like that.That I can live by.You get me up on that gangway and you\'re rolling out in front of me a keyboard of millions of keys, millions and billions of keys that never end, and that\'s the truth, Max.That they never end.That keyboard is infinite.And if that keyboard is infinite, then on that keyboard there is no music you can play.You\'re sitting on the wrong bench.That\'s God\'s piano.Christ! Did, did you see the streets? Just the streets?There were thousands of them! And how do you do it down there? How do you choose just one? One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die...All that world is weighing down on me, you don\'t even know where it comes to an end, and aren\'t you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? The enormity of living it? I was born on this ship, and the world paed me by, but two thousand people at a time.And there were wishes here, but never more than fit between prow and stern.You played out your happine, but on a piano that was not infinite.I learned to live that way.Land? Land is a ship too big for me.It\'s a woman too beautiful; it\'s a voyage too long, a perfume too strong.It\'s a music I don\'t know how to make.I could never get off this ship.At best, I can step off my life.After all, I don\'t exist for anyone.You\'re an exception, Max, you\'re the only one who knows I\'m here.You\'re a minority, and you better get used to it.Forgive me, my friend, but I\'m not getting off.\"
He didn\'t get off.That\'s what he said and he did.As I mentioned above, he died with the ship, in the explosion.I believe at this point of the movie, no body can hold their tears back.
By the way, this movie is Directed by Giuseppe Tornatore, who is also the director of Nuovo cinema Paradiso and Malèna.Some people say the legend of 1900 is the director\'s compromise to Hollywood-style-commercial movie.Well, I know nothing about this kind...It\'s a excellent movie.Much I could say.
1900: All that city.You just couldn\'t see an end to it 整座城市，你根本无法看到它的尽头。
The end...please? You please just show me where it ends? It was all very fine on that gangway.
gangway: （上下船的）跳板
尽头…拜托！你能告诉我哪里才是城市的尽头吗？在跳板上我还觉得自己很好， And I was grand too in my overcoat. grand: 豪华的，宏伟的 overcoat: 外套，大衣 一切都还好，穿着我的那件大衣。
I cut quite a figure.And I was getting off.Guaranteed.That\'s wasn\'t the problem.It wasn\'t what I saw that stopped me, Max cut a fine figure: 超然出众，引人注目 guarantee: 保证，担保
我确实看起来很有型，然后我确实打算要下去，我发誓。那并不是我最终回身上船的原因，并不是我所看到的让我停下了脚步，Max。 It was what I didn\'t see.Understand? What I didn\'t see.In all that scrawling city there was everything except an end. scrawl: 乱涂，涂鸦
让我停下脚步的是我所没有看到的，明白吗？我所看不到的城市里纵横交错的街道，除了尽头什么都有。
There was no end.What I did not see was where the whole thing came to an end.The end of the world.come to an end: 结束，终止
那里没有尽头，我所看不到的是我下船之后的未来，我看不到世界的尽头。
You take a piano.Keys begin, the keys end.You know there are 88 of them, nobody can tell you any different 用钢琴打比方，钢琴键就是有始有终的。你也很清楚明了的知道钢琴一共有88个键，没有人能对此提出异议。
They are not infinite.You are infinite.And on those keys the music that you can make is infinite. infinite: 无限的，无穷的
没有无限的因素在里面，你才是那个无限的因素的主导。在那些琴键上，你演奏出来的音乐才有万千变化。
I like that.That I can live by.You get me up on that gangway and you roll out in front of me a keyboard of millions and billions of keys that never end, live by: 靠…为生 gangway: 上下船的跳板 keyboard: 键盘 roll out: 铺开
我喜欢这样，我只能过这样的生活。你把我弄到那个跳板上，然后你突然在我面前扔了一个上面有着万千琴键的键盘，
and that\'s the truth, Max, that they never end.这就是我不能下船的原因，Max。是因为他们无穷无尽。
That keyboard is infinite.And if that keyboard is infinite then there is no music you can play. 那个键盘本身就是无穷无尽的，而如果键盘是无穷无尽的话，那么在上面演奏音乐是不可能的。
You\'re sitting on the wrong bench.That\'s God\'s piano.bench: 长凳
你根本就没有站在合适的位置上，那是上帝的钢琴。
Christ, did you see the streets? Just the streets.There were thousands of them.street: 街道
天啊，你看到那些街道了吗？只是街道就有成百上千条。 How do you do it down there? How do you choose just one? 你如何能在那里生活？你如何从那么多中间选择？
One woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape to look at, one way to die. landscape: 风景，山水 一个女人，一幢房子，一小块你可以看着的称之为自己的风景的土地，还有一种死亡的方式。 All that world just weighing down on you.You don\'t even know where it comes to an end. weigh down: 使…负重担
那整个世界都只是重压在你身上，你甚至不知道什么时候才是结束，是尽头。 I mean, aren\'t you ever just scared of breaking apart at the thought of it? be scared of: 对…惊恐的 break apart: 分裂【这里指情绪崩溃的意思】 at the thought of: 一想到…
我是说，难道你从来都没害怕自己会因为想到这个就崩溃吗？
At the enormity of living it? I was born on this ship.And the world paed me by.enormity: 暴行，极恶；巨大深远 pa by: 经过，忽略
甚至只是想想生活在其中就不寒而栗吗？我是生在这艘船上的，我已经和这个世界擦身而过了。
But two thousand people at a time.And there were wishes here.But never more than fit between prow and stern. fit: 合适的 prow: 船头 stern: 船尾 但是每次这里都会容纳两千人，而且还承载了人们的愿望，但是没有比船头和船尾之间更适合的了。
You played out your happine but on a piano that was not infinite.I learned to live that way.Land? infinite: 无穷的，无限的 你演奏出了自己的快乐幸福，但那是在一架有始有终的钢琴上，那就是我所学会的生活方式。陆地？
Land is a ship too big for me.It\'s a woman too beautiful.It\'s a voyage too long, perfume too strong.voyage: 航行，旅行 perfume: 香水
陆地对我来说是一艘太大的船，是一个太过于美丽的女人，是一段太长的航程，是太过于浓烈的香水。
It\'s music I don\'t know how to make.I could never get off this ship.At best I can step off my life.at best: 从最好的角度来看 step out: 退出
是我不会弹奏的曲子。我永远都不能离开这艘船。最不济，我还能退出生命的舞台。
